The end of something

I’m feeling some out-of-the-loopness for not knowing and fretting about the end of the world on Dec. 21, 2012. It’s all based on a Mayan calendar that some Dutch researchers said was misinterpreted anyway, according to a Slashdot article. If you’re really fascinated by all of this, there’s more to read here and here.

Actually, you should probably skip all of that and go directly to the humor: Linda Holmes looks at what won’t happen in her life if the lights go out in a couple of years:

4. Will wish I had switched the first and second halves of my five-year plan, “Cleaning And Organizing” and “Lying Down And Relaxing”

But we don’t eat dogs: Elizabeth Kolbert writes about our love affair with animals (especially when they’re on the dining table) and the dilemma some people experience in flesh consumption.

Lachanophobia: A fear of vegetables? This young woman claims she has it:

Every time I would see vegetables not just on my plate, but anywhere I would get feelings of panic, start sweating and my heart rate would shoot up.

People might think it is a bit of a laughable affliction but I have a genuine fear of greens. It’s not just that I dislike the taste of sprouts or broccoli, but the actual sight of them fills me with dread and I could never touch them

Posted in Animal World, Food & such, It's life.